Oh, just burning up some old papers, They do make a good deal of smoke: That's right, Dolly, open the window; They'll blaze if you give them a poke....
"Harry, where have you been all morning?" "Down at the pool in the meadow-brook." "Fishing?" "Yes, but the trout were wary, Couldn't induce them to take a hook."...
We were driving home from the "Patriarchs'" Molly Lef'vre and I, you know; The white flakes fluttered about our lamps; Our wheels were hushed in the sleeping snow.